I was so afraid of being at the vet, but the staff was really friendly and sent me home with some medication to help me get better.

And now, I just want to lay in bed all day for the rest of my life.

I was hoping to find a nurse to help with my tummy problems too :( Any volunteers?

The most annoying part of being sick is that your mind unwillingly thrusts you into thinking you should be doing diddly-squat. Your laziness may convince your mind into a perceived idea that it's ok to do nothing while you are sick, which can produce horrible outcomes and end your life as a gutterpup :(

In the words of Publilius Syrus: (Note - take away Publi and you have Lius. Add an N after the I and you get Linus...P Linus:)

"A wise man will be master of his mind,

A fool will be its slave"

I barely got a chance to open my computer since my last post but I WILL have something finished by next week for Thanksgiving, come hell, high water and the end of capitalism as we know it! It must be done for the good cause of paw life!

I feel like I have butterflies and needles in my stomach right now :(

Dad - "Linus, you being sick has made you vomit words that make no sense. A little alarming. You ok big guy? I suggest you take the week a little slower so your feeble body can get better, regain your concentration and focus on the prize we have in mind. Most importantly, we need to have something posted for next week."

Me - "A prize! what kind of prize? :) and yes, you are right dad!"

I went, not talked, behind my dads back and I took a stab at fixing myself with cooking some mouth-watering rice and chicken to dodge the disgusting medication I got from my vet. I think I may need to give it a few days so it can work its magic.

Bad news though. It turns out my dad found some remnants of rice on the floor! He stormed outside looking for me, and knowing he would be upset with what I had done, I knew I was in big trouble and I needed to come up with something clever to tell him. I didn't want him finding out of my secret rice/chicken operation I hold with my playmates every Monday when he is gone for work.

Dad - "Linus! Did you eat my rice??? AND chicken???"

Me - "No dad, I didn't. It must have been the mice. You know they come around this time."

Dad - "Mmmmm. You may be right. I'll keep an cat out. I mean, an eye out. They dare not eat my cheese. Ok you can continue playing or doing whatever you were doing behind the pallet."

Me - "Ok, want to play with me? :)"

Dad - "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagain?"

Me - "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees! :)"

Dad - "Ok :)"

Bozzo dad. He never ceases to amaze me. Thankfully he didn't catch me with my mouth full of rice. I suppose these mice lingering in my thoughts came in the nick of time and helped mask my desperation to find an excuse, any excuse, not get in trouble.

Not sure why I was thinking of mice though. Mmmmmm.

Phewww! That was a close one!

I found another event for us paw adorable creatures to attend. Although it is next month I think many of you will find it helpful to know the exact date so you can pencil it into your schedule. Certainly, in a world where everyone can't stop being busy, it's important to jot these important dates on your calendar. Don't forget!